Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)
Chapter 501 It's Better to Focus On Your Work

I knew Mr. Finnley would reject my proposal. After all, this was the critical moment for him to fight for a promotion. Nothing mattered more to him than producing results and getting credit for them.

If Mr. Finnley remained as my supervisor, he would get credit for everything I did. If I assembled my own team, however, all the credit would go to me.

Mr. Finnley was exploiting me. Naturally, I wouldn't let him get his way. At first, I wasn't that interested in a promotion, but things had changed now.

"I'm sorry, but I've discussed it over with Mr. McLennan. More to the point, I'm the one behind the design. If you could take my place, I wouldn't have been asked to return now, would I?" I enunciated "asked" in my sentence.

Mr. Finnley gnashed his teeth and glared at me furiously. After a minute, he caved in. "Fine. Who are you going to pick? You should know that we can't suspend the other projects. You can't pick someone who's going to affect our progress. Otherwise, none of us will be able to explain ourselves."

I nodded and rested my gaze on Anne. "I need an assistant to handle the detailed work now. So, I'm going to pick her for now."

"What?" Anne and Mr. Finnley looked at me in disbelief.

"Do you not want the job?"

"I do. Of course, I do." Anne probably didn't think I would pick her. She nodded repeatedly.

I knew just how important this project was to the company. Naturally, they did too. Anne's capability was nothing to write home to, but she was very patient when it came to design.

Anne might've maliciously targeted me the whole time, but she was one of the people who treated her work more seriously than her colleagues.

I rose to my feet and looked at Mr. Finnley. "I'll also need Emeline and Jackson for the project. It won't affect their ordinary work. They're the only people I need. Is that alright?" "Fine." Mr. Finnley basically squeezed out this response through his clenched teeth.

I didn't care about the look on his face and straightaway left his office. I worked for the company, and I had a duty to give my best to my job. Furthermore, this was Jack's company.

I took Anne, Emeline, and Jackson to the conference room for a meeting. Throughout the whole meeting, Anne was obviously distracted. She was probably afraid that I would make her life difficult.

With that said, I didn't much care about it. I was fine with it as long as she could finish her part of the job. When the meeting ended, Anne stayed back, looking nervous.

"A word, Rinatta?" Her tone suggested that she still felt a bit diffident.

I nodded. "What is it?"

Anne stuttered for a long time before she asked me why I let her stay in the company.

"That's because I think you're meticulous and quite capable. I do need you on my team." "Is that all?"

"What other reason do I need?" I looked at her feeling amused. "Am I supposed to kick you out because you framed me? Instead of letting people use you as a pawn, you should focus on excelling at your

using

work. Trying to get progood

devious means is never

choice."

Anne looked at me with a shocked expression, but I merely raised an eyebrow before leaving the conference room. Both of us weren't fools, and she perfectly understood what I meant.

As expected, Anne wrote a long post on the company forum and apologized to me on the same night. She also explained the situation.

Anne claimed that nobody asked her

to do it, but she did help prove that I

was a capable lady who people had come to be jealous of. She also mentioned that she had expressed her gratitude to me for letting her go.

The next morning, Anne came to the company. She was no longer wearing delicate makeup. What she wore was an excited expression.

"I've found three issues with the design, Rinatta. It really is all about the details. I've made some amendments, and I also wrote a proposal for the follow-up design. Will you take a look at it?"

Everyone in the office was a little surprised when they saw her slightly tousled hair. I flashed her a warm smile and nodded. "Sure. You've done well, Anne."